divorce?Think beautifully!

Fang Yan wanted to go home and have a rest, and then went to see the gallery with Chu Heng. The guy seemed organized, and the project conditions he talked with Cheng Jing were also very clear, but many details could not be finalized without on-site inspections. That guy was still a child after all, and he always felt...uneasy.

But after the stomach cramps, he couldn't stop his diarrhea. He stayed in the bathroom for a long time until Chu Heng slammed the door panel outside, and a worried voice came in vaguely: "What's wrong with you? Hurry up and open the door! If you don’t open the door again, I’ll ask the waiter to get the key?”

The man's forehead twitched when he heard this, that guy...that guy is so good at messing around!With him by my side, I can't even go to the bathroom safely.

Chu Heng scratched his ears and cheeks outside the door for a long time. He was afraid that something might happen to Fang Yan inside. He had a fit just now, and now he can’t even walk steadily. He is so weak that he is alone in the bathroom. What should he do if he passes out? ?

Just as he turned to look for the waiter to get the key, the bathroom door opened.

Fang Yan leaned against the door frame, a little out of breath, leaning on one side while holding his heart, and said in a low hoarse voice, "What are you arguing about?"

He had just had an attack, and he hadn't eaten anything, so the severe diarrhea made him extremely weak, his hands and feet were all weak, and Chu Heng made him feel irritable and angry, "Go home!"

Chu Xiaoheng shrank his neck, knowing that he was wrong, "I...you have been in it for too long, I am afraid you will fall in!"

The man's forehead twitched, he held back his temper, and asked in a tempered manner: "Have you ever seen someone come out immediately when they have a stomachache?"

Chu Xiaoheng scratched his head and felt that there was some truth in his words, "That's true...but..."

But after a long time, I didn't say anything.

Fang Yan was laughed angrily by him, knowing that it was unreasonable to talk to this guy, so he hooked his hands and told him to come forward.

"Go home first!"

Chu Heng wanted to hug him, but he refused, and insisted on walking down by himself. Chu Heng was annoyed, and muttered angrily: "Is face important or your body? You obviously..."

Fang Yan glanced at him lightly, but it was rare that he was not angry, but changed the subject easily, "What you said just now, confess to me now?"

Chu Heng supported his body, bearing most of his weight, and walked out slowly, but when he heard this, he staggered and almost fell.

"What... what confession? Did I say anything?"

Fang Yan curled his lips slightly, and smiled slowly in his eyes, "Well, I didn't say anything."

After all, he just heard it.

After finally struggling to get into the car, Fang Yan closed his eyes, clasped his stomach with clammy palms, his face was pale and bloodless.

Chu Heng opened the other side, sat in, pulled the blanket to cover the man tightly, and finally stretched his arm over the man's back, wrapping his arms around him tightly.

Qi Yan drove, glanced in the rearview mirror, expressionless.

Chu Heng didn't notice it, and he made the blanket very carefully, tidying up all the corners and corners. Then he opened his arms to hug him, and sighed a long time.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? Otherwise... I'll call Dr. Li home? You've gone to the bathroom five or six times, and if you go back—"

While driving, Qi Yan heard Chu Heng's words, and was a little worried: "What's wrong with Mr. Fang?"

"Oh——" Chu Heng didn't know Qi Yan, but he still spoke very kindly: "He has a stomach upset, has a stomachache, and went to the bathroom several times. I'm a little worried that he's dehydrated, but he doesn't mind mixing sugar and salt water for him." drink……"

This man was so reckless, he couldn't be coaxed no matter how hard he tried, Chu Heng felt uncomfortable seeing him, but couldn't help but soften his heart, and didn't dare to force him to drink anymore.

When Qi Yan heard this, his expression froze, and he went to get his mobile phone while driving, "My name is Doctor Li."

Chu Heng subconsciously looked at Fang Yan with his eyes closed.

The man covered his lower abdomen, frowned, obviously uncomfortable, but he didn't object to Qi Yan's words, relying on his temperament, this was tacit consent.

Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, winked at the front seat, and gave a thumbs up.

Qi Yan didn't speak, but the corner of his mouth twitched.

The one my boss married back home... has a really lively personality, but that's fine, the boss has such a dull temper, he should be matched with such a person, maybe it can bring him a change?

Chu Heng leaned his head over to the side of the man's face, so close that he could see his eyelashes clearly.

It's really... Longer than his eyelashes, making people jealous.

The gaze on his cheek was too scorching, how could Fang Yan not know that that guy was staring at him, but he really didn't have the strength to pay attention, his stomach and intestines still had convulsions, rolling and refusing to calm down, the pain was gradually controlled at Tolerable, but still not stopped.

The hardest thing to say is... that feeling of diarrhea is still there.

There was a faint sound of water coming from the lower abdomen, and the bowel sounds were also intermittent. Although it was faint, it was still very obvious in the silent car.

The mild gastrointestinal spasm caused by each attack would cause diarrhea for a long time. Fang Yan was worn out impatiently. He was extremely tired from dealing with this dilapidated body, and he had to drag such a cumbersome body Doing things always makes him feel irritable.

If...if he is as healthy as ordinary people, the efficiency of handling things will naturally not be so low, and he will not delay good opportunities due to illness and be controlled by others.

Such cognition often makes him fall into extreme self-loathing.

Suddenly, a warm paw came in from the blanket, involuntarily squeezed away his cold and wet palm, reached into his coat, and covered his lower abdomen.

"I was afraid of the cold at first, but your hands are so cold, and you still cover them like this, how can it not hurt!"

The sudden heat source made Fang Yan tremble slightly, and her exquisite lips were slightly pursed, as if she was holding back something.

He opened his eyes, a little exhausted, "How long... go back?"

Qi Yan's movements were swift, "Soon, 10 minutes will be enough."

Chu Heng on the side leaned over and asked with concern, "What's the matter? Can't hold back anymore?"

The man pursed his lips, turned his head away, and looked out the window.

He doesn't answer this kind of question!

"Are you being shy?" Chu Heng smiled and pouted, winking his eyebrows: "Oh...do you think that if you don't look this way, I won't be able to see you? Hey! Your ears are red! No, no , the ears are all red!"

He laughed, his voice was clear, but his arm didn't move, he still maintained the posture of protecting the man's back with one hand and covering his lower abdomen with the other hand, but before finally getting out of the car——

He poked Fang Yan's soft belly very maliciously.

"hiss……"

The man lost his guard, hissed in pain, and turned to glaring at Chu Heng.